The car trundled along the road. The engine cracking as he pressed his foot down. His car's speed rose, climbing faster and faster at the second. 80, 90, 120mph. He was now heading straight for the bridge. "I'm coming, I'll be there soon." His voice was gravelly, as the salty tears trailed down his face, he jerked the wheel with his withered hand, heading into a wall. Silence struck.
"I'm home." His eyes sealed.
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Before I fall
FantasyA man's wife has just died and there is a new fungus in town, that the government advises not to go near. Unable to stand the pain of his lost loved one, he disobeys them, ready for what lies ahead.
